Page 4 - PoemsNeathTheWesternSky

Tell me bout the mountains
And how they reach the sky

And bout the horse gone lame

As you watched a cowboy cry

Tell me bout the purple sage

The rivers and streams

And bout the pioneer wives coming west
To help fulfill the dreams

Tell me bout the rattlesnakes

And how they like to bite
And bout ol’ Rustys courage
And how he'll stand'n fight.

Tell me bout the ranchers
And how they help their friends

And bout the Bronco Twister
And how he's to tough to bend

Don't forget the western sky

And how it's always blue.
And bout those Cowboys hearts

And how they're always true

Well, I told all these stories
To this little sleepy head

And when his eyes were closed real tight
I tucked him in his bed

I didn't tell him bout the Indians

And how the government broke it's word
What happened to the ranges

And all those buffalo herds